Vol 2 Chapter 150: : Let me die.

The blood is long and engulfs the heavens.
All the stars are shaking.
The blood is shining and sprinkling on the battlefield. Countless people are falling, and casualties have spread and spread.
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"My tail!"
She looked at her tail with a bit of sadness, and in order to escape, she had sacrificed a tail.
The radiance of the 赤树 temporarily formed a enchantment and protected them.
The old man looked at the Buddha who fell in the blood, and his heart sank.
This can be troublesome.
Thousands of Buddhas fell from chaos and became fly ash.
"Give me all over."
A weak voice sounded.
The Buddha turned their heads.
The white sages sat cross-legged in the void, and the hundred golden rainbows bloomed behind him, turning into linden trees, which also blocked the blood.
"The honorable person is safe and sound!"
The Buddhas flew over with great joy.
"boom--"
Another wave of blood swayed from the three red days, blood was boiling, and a good part of the Buddha fell in the middle of the road, a sorrowful scene in chaos.
The rest of the Buddha flew near the white sage, and when they saw it, they saw that the hundred golden rainbows came from a gold ball suspended from the top of the clothes.
The golden pearls have long been faint, and the marks are ruined. At this moment, they are ignited by a golden light and emit a hundred golden rainbows.
That is relic!
"Sir!"
The beads of the beads trembled.
Relic is the heart of a person.
The white people can't protect them, they can only burn themselves.
The white sage sits under the Bodhi tree, and the gods flash, like the pure land in the blood.
However, he spent a lot of power in the battle. The place where he could shelter was limited. Some of the Buddhas were not close to him. They were accidentally dropped into the blood, and they fell into flames on the spot, and they could not stop.
"Come on!"
The white sage once again shouted.
Many of the buddies were mournful and then invested under the Bodhi tree.
"Master!"
The boy saw this scene and asked the old man: "The red light of the three beads is so powerful, can we stop them?"
"impossible."
The old man looked at the three red days and said: "They are too strong, and our power is useless."
Those red days are the relics of Hongmeng, destroying the Thousand Stars Palace.
At this time, they are trinity, even more powerful, even the white clothes are at a loss, let alone them!
"What should I do?"
The boy said: "Can we just wait here to die?"
"I know that the king must be."
At this time, he stood up and said: "As long as the king is rescued, he can break them!"
The old man nodded.
At present, only Sun Wukong can defeat these three beads.
With the power that Sun Wukong just showed, the three beads are not opponents.
However, he is now controlled by the sorcerer's spells, fearing that it will not come out in a short time.
"We saved Sun Wukong!"
The old man was holding the 赤 tree and led everyone to fly to the giant clock.
In the meantime, a blazing celestial light is everywhere, and various magic weapons are shot at the giant clock. The fire is shining and the whole picture of the mirror is dazzling.
The white sage saw it, and then the eyes were dark.
"It's useless!"
Many streams of light are bombarding giant clocks, and all of them have the ability to turn the river down.
However, these streamers fell on the giant clock, not to mention the crushing, and did not make the giant bell tremble.
That is the Dafa used by the white clothes to protect the beads, and it is even stronger than the three beads.
Everyone can't shake this Dafa anyway.
Chaos, sky, everyone is trying to figure out the number, hope to save Sun Wukong, let him break the red day.
It is a pity that the giant bell regards all attacks as nothing, so that everyone is more and more desperate, hope and despair are intertwined, and tension is at its peak.
Is there no way?
Inside the giant clock, Sun Wukong’s endless bombardment giant clock.
There are countless heavenly Sanskrit words floating in the giant clock, destroying regeneration, destroying regeneration, as if there is no end.
Sun Wu has a strong anger in the hollow.
That person is really strong!
But a strong opponent can't stop his path.
"I must break you!"
The air of Sun Wukong rises up, and the gods are overwhelming, and he is very incomparable.
His offensive has not only weakened, but has become stronger.
At this moment, something in his body felt his will and began to tremble.
The mysterious white egg is shining
"You have to come out to fight?"
Sun Wukong perceives its will, laughs and puts it out.
Although the mysterious white egg is very small, it appears, but it sprays a vast white light, sprinkling over the cover of Sun Wukong, bringing him the power of terror.
"what is that?"
In the chaos, the white dresser suddenly jumped in his heart and looked at the giant clock, revealing an incredible color.
"What power is that?"
He felt a new force spurting up.
In the giant bell, Sun Wukong receives the power of the egg and blooms in the brilliance.
"Do you still have this power?"
He was a little surprised, and then he made a punch to the giant clock. This punch was earth-shattering and packed with giant clocks.
The boxing wind intersected with the giant clock, and they slammed together in a solid way. The layers of heaven shattered and slammed on the surface of the giant clock.
"噼啪", the giant clock suddenly broke a gap.
A white light rushed out of the gap and shot in chaos, and the whole piece of chaos suddenly calmed down.
"what?"
Just when everyone was surprised, another beam of light rushed out, and the crack of the giant bell expanded and spread in all directions.
"boom"
The whole giant bell trembled again, as if to break.
"Rewind!"
The old man reacted very quickly and immediately led everyone back.
Boom, a huge white light suddenly rushed out, tearing the battlefield, and strong fluctuations made the space violent.
The cracks on the giant clock are criss-crossed, and the inch is broken, and the countless heavens are sputtered out, just like the lens is broken and disappears.
A golden light broke through the shackles of the giant clock, and the powerful emperor was overwhelming.
"It's the king!"
I have a surprise: "The king is out!"
Everyone was shocked.
Sun Wukong’s head is white, and the emperor is so powerful that it seems to be stronger!
"Master, look at that egg!"
The boy pointed to the head of Sun Wukong: "Isn't that what we are looking for?"
"what!"
The old man nodded and looked at the past with respect.
"That is the thing of Sun Wukong."
That Sun Wukong is the savior they really want to find.
Sun Wukong went to the red day and raised the golden hoop.
"Give me death!"
He screamed, the horrible long stick accompanied by the roar of death, like a raging sea of ​​fire, crushed to the red sun.
The red day blew the roar of fear, the radiance of the sky rose, and countless monsters flew out, wanting to stop, but they collapsed in front of the sea of ​​fire.
In the meantime, a series of sparks broke out in the chaos, and the roar sounded hundreds of millions of miles away. It was extremely scary.
The flames of the sky flew out in all directions, and each flame had the atmosphere of destroying the earth and destroying the stars.